OLTL Transcript Tuesday 10/4/05

One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 10/4/05


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Judge: Mr. Vega?  Do you have anything to add that might be relevant to this case?

Antonio: Yes, your honor.  I have information that might affect the court's decision.

John: Really is a simple question, boys -- who you working for?

Man: I'm not saying nothing till I get a lawyer.

John: We got you on videotape moving stolen goods.  You're going to prison unless you give us a name.

Rex: Tell us it was R.J. Gannon.

John: Shut up, Rex.

Rex: Look, we know it was R.J., so why not make it easy on yourself?

John: You want R.J. to walk?  Keep doing what you're doing.  Otherwise, get the hell out of my sight.  Clock's ticking, boys.  You going to take that deal or not?

Man: I'm waiting for my lawyer.

John: Yeah?  And he's going to tell you to take the deal.  So why don't you save us all a lot of trouble?  Just tell us, who hired you?  Come on.  This is no time for being shy.  Save that for showers in the joint.

Rex: What you got there, sis?

Natalie: Ok, recovering from a kidnapping.  Please don't sneak up on me like that.

Rex: That psycho kidnapped me, too.  You don't hear me whining about it.  One of Cristian's?

Natalie: Yeah.  Evangeline gave it to John.  I guess she was trying to convince him that I'm still not over Cristian.

Rex: You're not, are you?

Guard: Here's the law book you asked for.

Tess: "Accuracy of approximately 99%, with 1% of error most often occurring as a false negative."  Perfect.

Nash: Hey, you there?  This may well be the best bottle of wine we've ever had.  What do you say we toast to our anniversary?  

Bo: I'll call you soon as I know anything.  You, too.  Bye.

Marcie: Commissioner?  Is Nora ok?

Bo: Marcie, how did you --

H: I saw someone from admitting call the DA's office and they told us that Nora collapsed.

Marcie: Yeah, what happened?

Bo: Yeah, the doctors say it was a ruptured brain aneurysm.

Marcie: A brain aneurysm?  But people die from those things all the time.  I mean -- I mean, I'm sorry.  You know what I mean.  I mean, Nora's going to be ok, I'm sure.

Bo: No, it's ok, Marcie.  Look, Dr. Spencer Truman is doing the surgery, so --

Marcie: Michael says that he's the best.

Bo: Yeah.  I know how you heard about this, but how did you know about her?

Marcie: Oh, well, I was with Hugh when the call came in.

Bo: Ah.

Michael: Bo?

Bo: Hmm?

Michael: Nora's been prepped and Dr. Truman's scrubbing in.  We're ready to go.

Bo: All right.  You know, we were just talking here.  What's the success rate of this procedure?

Michael: You know, I could give you some statistics, but they really wouldn't mean anything.  Each case is very different.

Marcie: Yeah, but she's going to make it, right?

Natalie: It's, uh, taken a while, and I never really thought it was going to happen, but, yes, I am over Cristian.

Rex: But you don't still miss him, think about him, dream about him at night?

Natalie: Yeah, of course I do.  Actually, I've been dreaming about him a lot lately.

Rex: Good dreams?

Natalie: You still dream about Jen?

Rex: Yes, I do.  They're usually nightmares where she's drowning, suffocating, or falling and I can't save her.

Natalie: Takes a while, a long while, but it eventually gets better.

Rex: You mean one day I'll save her?

Natalie: No.  But those nightmares?  They turn into good dreams, and I don't even have mine every night anymore.  I have new dreams now, and that doesn't mean that I loved Cristian any less.

Rex: Yeah.  You trying to convince me or yourself?

Natalie: I didn't know that there was a time limit on how long you could be nice to someone.

Rex: I saw the way you were looking at that sketch.  It wasn't exactly a "gee, he was nice, but I'm over him" look.

Natalie: I'll be 100 and look at it the same way.  But that doesn't mean I haven't moved on.

Distorted voice: When the time comes, you'll know what to do.

Cristian: Guard!  Guard!

Guard: Keep it down, Doe!

Cristian: Did Hesser make you bring this to me? Did he?

Tess: You actually remember the date that we met?

Nash: Well, actually, I found the receipt to the restaurant that day in my wallet, but I have very fond memories of that day.

Tess: Right.

Nash: Yeah.

Tess: It was hate at first sight.

Nash: Yeah, I hated you.  You, on the other hand, were so smitten with me that you had to steal my car to get my attention.

Tess: Oh, please.  You were checking me out.  You were drooling so much, I'm surprised you didn't drive over your tongue.

Nash: Yeah, well, you didn't play fair, did you?  I mean, come on, the most gorgeous, spoonable you accosting me in a parking lot?  Come on.

Tess: Well, if I was so gorgeous and spoonable, why didn't you take me to lunch?

Nash: Fear.

Tess: Oh, were you afraid of me?

Nash: You know you're scary.  Come on, what would've happened if I'd said yes, huh?

Tess: We would've gone to lunch?

Nash: Exactly, and then we would've started talking, I would've charmed you, you would've kissed me --

Tess: Oh, oh, oh, hold on a second.  You would've kissed me.

Nash: Oh, even worse.  Can you imagine?  You never would've let me live it down.  You know, I was perfectly, happily living my fantasy, swinging bachelor lifestyle.

Tess: Oh, that's just it, I guess -- fantasies don't really exist.

Nash: Minor detail.  And the thought of me committing myself to just one woman?

Tess: Oh, horrible.

Nash: Oh, come on.  Imagine me moving 3,000 miles to a winery -- I mean, albeit with an astonishingly beautiful, mysterious woman.

Tess: Ridiculous.  Totally not your style.

Nash: To narrow escapes.  What's wrong?

Tess: Nothing.  I -- I just can't drink.

Nash: Why not?  One puff.

John: This is where the "good cop/bad cop" thing usually comes in, but the good cop's got the day off, so it's just me, and I'm in a pretty lousy mood.

Man: Not my problem.

John: Baby, help me, please.  You got a rap sheet that goes back to before I was born.  Definitely more than three strikes here.  You know, smuggling is a federal offense.  Yeah, with this record, you won't be breathing fresh air till around 2040.  Unless, of course, you tell me what I want to know.

Evangeline: Your honor, may I have a moment to confer with my client, please?

Judge: Make it quick, counselor.

Evanline: Antonio, making unsubstantiated accusations against R.J. will not help you win Jamie back.

Antonio: I won't say anything I can't back up.

Judge: Ready, counselor?

Evangeline: Yes, judge.

Judge: Mr. Vega?

Antonio: Thank you, your honor.  R.J. Gannon has -- he's always been a devoted and loving grandfather to my daughter and has proven to be able to provide for almost all her needs.

R.J.: All!  All of her needs have been met.

Judge: Mr. Gannon!

Counselor: Our apologies, your honor.  It won't happen again.

Judge: Proceed.

Antonio: Well, I'd like to think that I can provide something that R.J. Gannon can't, and that's a family.  And not just me and Layla, an extended family.  She has a grandmother who loves her dearly.

Counselor: Objection.  Your honor, must we be subjected to a Vega family roll call?

Judge: I'm allowing it.  You may continue.

Antonio: Two aunts -- my little sister, Adriana, and my sister-in-law, Natalie Vega -- who adore her.  I'd also like to someday be able to give her a younger brother or a younger sister.

Lindsay: R.J., he's playing dirty.

R.J.: I don't think the judge is buying it.

Judge: So you and Layla Williamson are planning a family?

Antonio: Well, I've always wanted to have a child with the woman I love.

Counselor: On behalf of all the diabetics in the courtroom, your honor --

Judge: Watch your tone, counselor.  Is there anything else?

Antonio: No, your honor.  That's it.

Judge: Mr. Gannon, do you have anything to add?

R.J.: Ahem.  No.  No, your honor, my granddaughter is all the statement I need.  She's healthy, she's happy, secure, loved, living in a household with the only family member she has that has never for any reason, be it personal or professional, has never abandoned her.

Judge: Very well.  This court is now in recess while I render my decision.

Bailiff: All rise.

Evangeline: That was a wonderful speech.  At first, I wasn't sure where you were going with it.

Antonio: It was a stall tactic.  I was hoping to get new information that would sway the judge.  It doesn't look like that's going to happen.

Nash: Are you all right?

Tess: Yeah, I just -- you know, I still have that touch of the flu and my stomach's kind of on the fritz, and the last thing I'd want to do is drink your supersonic wine here and then yak it all up.  Sorry.

Nash: I'm sorry, I mean, it's just you look so good, I completely forgot you weren't feeling well.  Did you sleep when I was out or something or --

Tess: Not much.

Nash: Still feeling nauseated?

Tess: Well, no.  You know, I haven't eaten all day, and if I drink that wine, it's just going to go right to my head.

Nash: All right.  So I will fire up the barbecue pit and we will dine alfresco.

Tess: Ooh, you want to eat naked?

Nash: Well, I mean, technically, "alfresco" means "in the fresh" or "outdoors," but -- hmm.

Tess: I knew that.  I meant after dinner -- if you're lucky.

Tess: Why is this happening to me?  What am I going to do with a kid?  God, I'm going to have become more like --

Jessica: More like me?

Tess: God, you again.

Jessica: You're right, Tess, responsibility really isn't your thing.  You can't live in the moment when another person depends on you.  But I can help if you le me out.

Tess: Hell, no!  Which is it, do you think I'm stupid or crazy?

Jessica: You don't even want Antonio's kid.  Let me raise our child.

Tess: This is not your baby.

Jessica: You can't be sure of that, not 100%.

Tess: Well, the odds are pretty much in my favor, so back off.

Jessica: Damn it, Tess, you can't take care of a child!  You don't have what it takes!  This baby needs me, not you, Tess!  You have to let me out so I can take care of all of us!

Bo: What's the prognosis?

Michael: We're not going to know until she regains consciousness.  She could very well make a full recovery.

Bo: Right.  Or?

Michael: Or she could lapse into a coma.  There could be paralysis, brain damage, possibly death.  I really do have to go, Bo, but I just want to let you know she's in very good hands.  We're going to do everything we can.

Hugh: Someone should've seen this coming.

Marcie: No, look, aneurysms are tricky.  They don't always show signs of symptoms and their onset is always very sudden.

Hugh: Wow.  I guess you picked up a thing or two dating a doctor, huh?

Marcie: Yeah.  Well, that and before I worked at the police station and got fired for never showing up, I worked here and got fired for falsifying patients' records.

Hugh: You're kidding.

Marcie: Wish I was.  What?

Hugh: Well, talk about still waters.  Ms. Walsh, you are one very interesting woman.

Bo: Yeah, no, that's what Michael said.  What's Matthew doing?  Good.  No, let him nap.  Let him nap as long as he can, ok?  I don't want him to hear about what's going on with Nora until we know exactly what we're dealing with.  Honey, look, can you take care of him just a little bit longer, because Nora's still in surgery.  I'd like to be here till she's out.  Ok.  Love you, too.

Rex: I know you, Natty.  You may ha fooled everybody else with this "I'm so happy and I've moved on with my life" act --

Natalie: It's not an act!

Rex: And maybe you've even fooled yourself, but something's going on, and I think it has to do with Cristian.

Natalie: Ok.  Yes, Cristian has been on my mind a lot lately, but that's only because John's been talking about it and this picture shows up out of the blue.

Rex: So something's going on.

Natalie: What do you want me to say?  What, that I'm still in love with Cristian and I'm never going to get over losing him?

Rex: Will you?

Cristian: Carlo Hesser works in the library.  Was it him?  Did he put this in here?

Guard: Take it easy or you'll end up back in solitary.  Forget the book, kid.  You're going to die in here.

[Guard laughs]

Jessica: Let me out, Tess.  I'll know what to do.  I'll take care of the baby.  I will take care of all of us.

Tess: No!

Nash: Hey, you all right?

Tess: Uh -- yeah.  Yeah, I'm fine.  I just broke a nail.

Nash: You can hardly even tell.

Jessica: Good save.  You going to teach the baby to lie like that?

Tess: Can you leave me alone?  Just leave me alone!  I can take care of myself.

Jessica: And how are you going to do that?  You can't run away this time, Tess you're stuck.  And the last thing you want is to be settled down with a kid, let alone one that's not even yours.  Let me out so Antonio and me can raise this child.

Tess: You keep on insisting that this is Antonio's baby when you and I know there's only the teensiest, tiniest chance that could possibly be true.  You had sex with him once and you practice safe sex.  As dumb as Antonio is, he can still figure out those odds.  And let's just say that I do let you out and you scamper off to Antonio.  Love you or not, what do you think his first question will be?  It'll be, "who's the daddy?"

Jessica: I'll tell him the truth -- he is.

Tess: And when he asks you, "how can you know that for sure?"  You're going to need a better answer than, "I know it deep down in my heart."  Face it, Pollyanna, we're both screwed.

Tess: Ok, let's -- let's just say that this baby is Nash's.  Do you really think that senor Antonio is man enough to raise another guy's baby?  I mean, last time I checked, he could barely keep custody of his own brat.

Jessica: When Antonio and I get Jamie back, we will raise her with our own children, including this one.

Tess: Do you really think you have what it takes to be a mother?  You don't even have the guts to be yourself.

Nash: Tess, come here!  Oh, my God, you got to see this!  Hurry up, come on, it's a meteor shower!  It'll only last a couple of seconds!  Look, look, look, look!

Tess: Oh, wow, it's beautiful.

Nash: I know, right?  We could make a million wishes.

Natalie: You know what, I think this third degree has a lot more to do with you than it does me.  You have feelings for someone else, but you're terrified because if those feelings are there, then what does that say about your feelings for Jen?  Am I getting warm?

Rex: Actually, you're ice-cold, arctic.

Natalie: I don't think so.  I probably know you better than anyone else in the world.

Rex: Probably.

Natalie: And I also work at the police station, don't forget.  Don't think I don't know about that little fight between you and Duke over Adriana.

Rex: Nothing's going on with Adriana and me.

Natalie: No, no, there's not because you're still waiting for permission from Jen to let anything happen.  Rex, I did the same thing.  I held on to my feelings for Cristian to protect myself from the way I felt about John.

Rex: You can't compare Jen and me with your messed-up love life.

Natalie: Look, Cris and Jen were murdered.  And we finally found the loves of our lives and someone -- boom -- stole them from us.  I just think now we're just a little gun-shy.

Rex: Ok.

Natalie: Look, I knew that I was falling for John, and I was -- I was so scared, you know, like, what if he didn't love me, what if -- what if I lost him, too?  So I figured if I held on to Cristian, then I wouldn't have to give all of my heart to John, and I couldn't really lose anything if I didn't totally invest in it.

Rex: Ok.

Natalie: And when John and I finally got to be together, I realized something.  If I only give myself halfway, then I'm only going to be half happy.

Rex: And that's pretty half-assed.

Natalie: Mm-hmm, exactly.  So I made a choice -- to go for it.  Sooner or later, you've got to say goodbye to Jen, the same way I said goodbye to Cristian.

Cristian: Guard!  Get a message to my lawyer, Evangeline Williamson.  I need to see her as soon as possible.

Guard: Another sucker who thinks he's found his magic loophole?

Cristian: Just give me the damn phone time!  God!

John: Whew.  You want one?  No offense, I'm sorry.  It's just you don't hit me as the mastermind type no matter what your buddy in there says.  And like I told you, you can wait for the public defender, but I think at this point he's going to tell you to take whatever deal you can get your hands on.

Man: What do you mean?  What's going on?

John: Well, it's just --

[Phone rings]

John: Hold that thought for a minute.  Mc Bain.

Antonio: You got R.J.?

John: I'm working on it.

Antonio: Look, the judge is already deliberating.  I can't stall any longer.

John: I'll get you what you need.  That was the bureau.  They want this case solved yesterday, and I -- I think I can do that with your buddy's testimony.  I just -- I feel bad, you know, taking his word without giving you a shot.

Man: What -- what'd he say?

John: Well, that he was working for you.

Man: Damn it, I'm not taking the fall for nobody, and I sure the hell ain't doing hard time for R.J. Gannon.

Second man: What the hell are you doing?  I didn't tell him anything!

John: Let's get an arrest warrant for R.J. Gannon.

R.J.: Hey, come on, don't worry.  Vega didn't score any points with that little speech about family values.

Lindsay: Well, he played the sympathy card very well, don't you think?

R.J.: Out of desperation.  He proved it by this little game he's trying to play.  Trying to pass Evangeline's little sister off as some kind of surrogate for Jessica?

Lindsay: But the judge did ask a lot of questions about Jessica.  That's good, right?

R.J.: Yes, but Vega came off looking like the bed-hopping playboy he is, trading one woman for another for another. It just --

Lindsay: Good, we can't lose our little girl.

R.J.: No, and we won't.  Because I have the feeling that everything is going to be just fine.

Layla: Antonio was great.

Evangeline: You weren't so bad yourself.  You looked kind of emotional.  You weren't going to cry, were you?

Layla: No.  Why would I do that?  Do you think the judge bought it?

Evangeline: Well, we put on a pretty good case, so it's in the court's hands now.

Antonio: Truth, Evangeline -- do you think we gave Schriver enough information to change the custody arrangement?

Evangeline: We're about to find out.

Bailiff: All rise.

Judge: Be seated.  As I've said, this case is complicated.  Both sides made valid points and both parties obviously care very deeply for the child in question.  But be that as it may, I have reached a decision.

Natalie: I know what you need.

Rex: Please don't say closure.

Natalie: No, don't knock it till you try it.

Rex: Is that what Roxy said when she tried to pass off cherry Brandy as cough syrup?

Natalie: Yeah, and then she drank the whole thing herself.  Seriously, Rex, you should -- you should do something to prove to yourself that you're letting go of Jen.

Rex: What, like imagine her surrounded in pink light, floating off into the distance?

Natalie: No.  I mean something real.  Like what I did.  I finally sold all of Cristian's paintings.  It took a long while, but I was finally ready to let the world experience Cristian's work because I have my memories of him.

Rex: You know, there's this ceremony in eastern philosophy where you literally send your lost loved ones off into the sky.

Natalie: Ok, and when did you ever know anything about eastern philosophy?

Rex: I dated this grad school chick once.  She was like public radio without the on/off switch --

Natalie: Right.

Rex: And she used to --

Natalie: Yeah, and so, ceremony?

Rex: It's a symbolic way of giving dead souls their freedom.  That way you're not keeping them around where they don't belong anymore.

Natalie: I like that.  I like the idea of giving Cristian's soul its freedom.  How does it work?

Rex: All right, you write Cris' name down, you fold it up.  You're supposed to make an origami stork or something, but we're from A.C., so a paper airplane will do the trick.

Natalie: Ok, I'll make a deal with you.  I'll write Cristian's name down here if you write down Jen's.

Marcie: I wasn't sleeping.

Hugh: Oh.

Marcie: I was just thinking with my eyes closed.

Hugh: Meditating?

Marcie: Obsessing, actually.

Hugh: What about?

Marcie: Nora, you know, and everything that she's accomplished, all the things that she's survived just in the short amount of time that I know her.  And, you know, you think that she's been through so much that things just can't end like this, but the truth is, is that it can, just like that.

Hugh: You don't have to hang out here.  Why don't you go and get your mind off things?  I'll call you when there's news.

Marcie: No, no, I want to be here.  I want to be here for Nora.

Hugh: I didn't realize you two were so close.

Marcie: We're not.  I just -- I mean, it's not like we hang out or anything, but, well, she really helped me when I was writing my novel, and, you know, Jen -- she was like a second mom to Jen.

Hugh: Yeah, all that, and you get to see Michael in scrubs.

Marcie: No.

Hugh: Uh-huh.

Marcie: You know what?  You think you're always right about me.  It's smug and I don't like it.

Hugh: Is it still smug if I am right?

Marcie: Michael is my ex-boyfriend, and that whole part of my life now -- it's just a learning experience.

Hugh: Did you learn anything?

Marcie: How am I supposed to know?  Will you just change the subject, ok?

Hugh: No, no, I was just merely suggesting that it might be an excellent installment for your next blog thing.

Bo: What's going on?  The operation's not over yet, is it?

Michael: No, everything's fine.  We're about to start.

Bo: Well, yeah, but you guys said that an hour ago.  What are you waiting for?

Michael: Nora was running a very high fever.  We had to bring the fever down to reduce the risk of infection.

Bo: What caused the fever?

Michael: It could've been a number of things.  It's very common in cases like this.  The most important thing is that we've got it under control and we're ready to proceed.  That's good news, Bo.

Bo: You're right.  No, you are, you are.  Thank you.

Michael: Bo, Dr. Truman wanted me to inform you that the surgery could take several hours.  You might want to go home.

Bo: No, no, I'm staying.

Michael: She's not going to be conscious for hours, Bo.  She's not even going to know you're there.

Bo: That's my son's mother in there.  Now, before I go home, I got to know what to tell Matthew if he asks how she's doing.  Thanks.

Judge: I have carefully considered today's testimony.  I've also taken into account the social worker's reports after observing Jamie Vega, both in the custodial home of her grandfather, R.J. Gannon, and of her father, Antonio Vega.  Both homes were found to be loving, secure environments, each providing for Jamie equally.  The issue, then, is stability.  In order to uproot a child from the home she's known for a substantial part of her young life, the court requires a compelling reason to do so.  In the absence of such, I have no alternative --

John: Your honor, I apologize for the interruption.

Judge: This is highly irregular, lieutenant.

John: I realize that.  This is an urgent police matter.  Randall James Gannon --

R.J.: What is this?  No.

John: You're under arrest for possession of criminal contraband.

R.J.: What?

Counselor: Objection.

John: You have the right to remain silent.

R.J.: Are you kidding?

Evangeline: Your honor?  In light of this development, we maintain that there is now a compelling reason to alter the custody arrangement.

Counselor: Objection!  Your honor, this kind of courtroom theatrics --

Judge: Overruled!

[Judge pounds gavel]

R.J.: You can't --

Counselor: Under the circumstances, we'd like to request a continuance.

Judge: Duly noted, but I agree with Ms. Williamson.  With the school year already underway, it's in the best interests of the child to settle this matter today.

R.J.: Wait --

Judge: I hereby award custody of the minor child Jamie Vega to her father, Antonio Vega.

R.J.: No!

[Judge pounds gavel]

Bailiff: All rise.

R.J.: You can't.

Nash: What was your wish?

Tess: Just that everything could stay how it is -- just you and me.  No problems, no complications.

Nash: No mistakes from our past come a-knocking on our door, huh?

Tess: Yeah, definitely not that.

Nash: You know, winemaking has its share of complications.  A drought, wipe out your entire crop.  Same thing with rain, too much sun, frost.

Tess: Or finding out that the vineyard is built on a sacred burial ground.  Ok, I hear you.

Nash: The important thing is that a complication only becomes a problem if you let it.

Tess: Well, how do we stop that from happening?

Nash: We face it, together.

Tess: Like you and me against the world?

Nash: Something like that, yeah.  You know, Tess, I really do think that we can face anything as long as we face it together.

Tess: Nash, I have to tell you something.

Bo: Look, honey, it looks like I'm going to have to be here just a little bit longer.  All right.  You, too.

[Bo sighs]

Hugh: Commissioner.

Bo: Hey, thanks, Hugh.

Hugh: Glad to see that I've inspired you further.

Marcie: You know, you are such an arrogant, self-centered --

Hugh: "Arrogant, self-centered little boy"?  Yes, I know, as do the hundreds, if not thousands, of people who read your blog every day.  What are you writing about me now?

Marcie: You're just going to have to wait and see like everyone else.

Hugh: Fine.  Coffee?

Marcie: No, thank you.  I'm a little wired.  I don't really need any more.

Hugh: All right.

Marcie: Thanks, though.

Marcie's voice: "I used to think that everything I did affected the universe, good or bad.  If I forgot my umbrella, it would rain.  If I made the house look perfect while my dad was at work, he'd have a good day.  No matter what happened, I was in control of it.  Pretty arrogant, huh?  I'm finally learning that sometimes things just happen.  Life throws you curves, big ones, and just when you think you're settled, here comes another life lesson.  The best we can do is learn from the lessons we're given and try not to make the same mistakes twice.  So what do we learn?  We learn to have faith.  We learn to let go.  We learn to ask questions.  We learn to find the answers.  And sometimes we learn how much more we need to learn."

Nash: What do you got to tell me?  Come on, you've got to know you can tell me anything.

Tess: Just that I love you more than anything and I would do anything for you.

Nash: You, too.

Tess: Well, you'd better go get the bottle, wino.

Nash: Beautiful.

Tess: Yes, Napa, California. I need the number and address of the local family planning clinic.

>> On the next "One Life to Live" --

Paige: She told me that she'd been having some tests done.

Bo: And you didn't tell me?

Ginger: You have a thing for Blair, but you'd better leave her alone.

Spencer: Or what, Ginger?  What are you going to do?

Todd: I'm just handling things my way.

Blair: What are you going to do?  What did you do?

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